Hiya
Had a half day at work today and went out shopping as soon as I finished cause I knew that if I didn't I would just be sitting here (as I am now) writing about nothing and everything (God I love wasting time!). Ooh dear, watching the news and just have to say poor police officer being interviewed, clearly that modelling contract was more that a bit out of reach. Sorry, I know that was mean, rude and completely out of context, but anyone who doesn't know me reading this will soon find out I often find a tangent and storm down it head first. Even if that means I say something mean/shallow/rude/negative. My mum once said "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all", well if that was the case I'd be about as quiet as Holly Hunt in The Piano. ('It's hurrrr Piano', sorry, slipping away again).
Went shopping today, kept my ritualistic lone shopping habit of spending way too much and then hanging it in the cupboard before unsuspecting hubby comes home to see the entire contents of Debenhams spawled across my living-room floor! Tried some bloody lovely perfume by Marc Jacobs, a stark contrast to that fucking rank D&G Red which makes gives the aroma of someone trying to hide the smell of stagnant pee in an old man's room. Had it sprayed on me by a transvestite when I was out at the weekend before I had the chance to protest. Have to say, the guy really didn't try to be in any way feminine, so maybe this was the scent for him. His friend though, she looked bloody marvellous. I tell you if I had legs like that, I'd be a happy bunny!
Right, enough ranting for today. I'm going to leave and bask in the glow of my lovely new Jasper Conran jeans.
Joanne x
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